The moment these words were spoken, the few people present all paused.
What was Qiao Xiaomai planning to do?
The head of the Chen Family couldn't help but directly ask, "Miss Qiao, why sell only on June 6th?"
"Because I'm not a melon peddler or a lobster seller, daily retailing is too troublesome, I'd rather rest at home with that energy," said Qiao Xiaomai with a smile. "These two items are not plentiful this year, and even if sold individually, they wouldn't last long, so I decided to just sell them all in one day."
"It's alright if they don't sell out, they can be frozen, and when the family wants to eat them, we can just take them out of the ice cellar."
Not buying her products, right?
Well then, she might as well not sell at all. Take it or leave it.
After all, Yang Wenxiao said that the spoils of war would go towards road and canal construction, and that she should get some good rest.
Since Yang Wenxiao had spoken, she might as well take a proper rest.
